Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

Then she smiled and patted Fu Beichen on the shoulder. "Young master, you have been smart since childhood. If Lin Ma, you should understand!"

"Really?" Fu Beichen smiled indifferently.

Maybe.

Maybe one day, Zhan Yan will be very sad when he leaves, but he will never be as sad as losing Lin Siwei.

Never.

But Fu Beichen didn't know. On that day, he began to think that Lin Ma's words were right at all.

After Fu Beichen finished smoking that cigarette, he stumbled into the house again. But at the moment of opening the door, what caught his eyes was that he curled up and leaned against the bed. Between her eyebrows, her eyebrows were full of deep fatigue and sadness.

Fu Beichen stood in front of Zhan Yan, looked down at the woman sleeping by the bed, and then bent down slowly

Zhan Yan fell asleep quietly and breathed evenly, unaware that someone was approaching

His hand touched her cheek gently, and his hand slipped quietly over her sleeping cheek with a look of guilt.

Zhan Yan, why do you want to change?

Why can't you be as simple and beautiful as before?

He bent over and picked up his face, which shrank into a ball. The moment he met her, the cool air on her body reached his palm. It was cold and bone soaked, and the dark eyes suddenly went down.

Siwei, am I wrong? She is not you at all, and she can't replace your position in my heart!

But why am I so shocked and hurt when I see her with other men and hear her leave me for other men?

I want to stay with her at all costs, even if I am resented by her.

What kind of feeling is this, love?

Fu Beichen slowly stood up and turned to look at the starry night sky outside the window. The bottom of his eyes was a dark color.

No, it's not love, it's just a habit. She's just a tool for me to revenge. She can't replace your position in my heart.

Siwei, don't worry, I won't let Zhan Yan go, including the exhibitor. I won't let you die unjustly, never.

But at this time, Zhan Yan whispered, "brother Beichen... Sorry..."

Immediately, Zhan Yan seemed to find warmth in his arms, instinctively put Fu Beichen's neck around, buried his head in his neck, and refused to let go. The tears she hung on her eyelids slipped and fell on Fu Beichen's bronze skin. It was cold.

At that moment, Fu Beichen's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he couldn't see what was flashing in them.

The next day, when Zhan Yan got up, Fu Beichen could not be seen around him. Lin Ma just said that he had gone to the company, and didn't say anything else. Zhan Yan went to the company after eating and changing a high-collar dress.

There is a program to record today.

"Entertainment without limits" section catalog studio.

The spotlight is as bright as day, and the back oil painting is lifelike. The gorgeous cloth sofa is specially prepared for the interview guests. The two high bar chairs next to it are for the host, and Zhan Yan is in a ditch with the program producer and the two hosts. What questions will she answer when the program talks about, The staff next to them are methodically preparing the microphone, light and music!

At this time, the program producer's phone rang, looked down at his mobile phone number, and his face showed an expression of ecstasy——